We’ve all heard of the blame game. I actually wrote a poem about it a few months back.
But in response to my video podcast yesterday, I had some feedback in regards to my current leaning to not vote in this election. I would identify the particular reaction as the shame game.
I think the best response to the shame game is another poem. Continue reading
I’ve played the blame game,
Fought real hard to keep my name
It’s a fact.
But the blame game never won me any ears,
Nor any hearts.
It only tore us apart;
Broken, damaged, hurting.
It has never ended working. Continue reading
Today I saw someone post this on social media. I laughed. Perhaps we can laugh together on a Monday. Continue reading
When all around is falling, you think it must be your time;
To feel the pain of others, it must be the clock has chimed.
Drawing you in with a scent that seems so sweet;
You never taste the smell that drowns you in the deep. Continue reading